People Say
The Go-Betweens Lyrics


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You've got to improve Your walk hardly moves Your holy sailors with their harbour smells Feed from your broken shells So that's how it feels It's a cruel God that steals The things you love, the things you hold That are priceless but still sold People say I'm mad to want you People say I'm mad to need you People say I'm mad to love you babe The jobs you cannot hold The stereo that you sold You can't have milk and drink it too Your kitchen never had any food People say I'm mad to want you People say I'm mad to need you People say I'm mad to love you babe The clouds lie on their backs And rain on everyone But you always stay dry You've got your own private sun Listen to the doctor�s advice Nobody's ever been saved twice So pack your bags, your saxophone I'm gonna take you to Rome People say I'm mad to want you People say I'm mad to need you People say I'm mad to love you babe




Overall Meaning

The Go-Betweens' song, "People Say," contains lyrics with a depth of meaning. The song opens with an invitation to improve, as the subject's walk is barely noticeable. The holy sailors with the harbor smells feed from their broken shells. The character in the song feels the way a cruel God steals the things you love and hold, ultimately priceless regardless of sale value. The chorus repeats how "people say" that the character in the song is mad to want, need, and love someone, indicating that the love is difficult, possibly unhealthy or frowned upon.


The lyrics continue on to describe the difficult situation that the character in the song is struggling to overcome. The character cannot hold a job or even have basic necessities such as food, and they've had to sell their stereo to survive. The character describes the impossibility of having their cake and eating it too with a line about milk. A metaphor about clouds lying on their backs and raining on everyone while the character in the song remains dry is introduced, indicating the character is somewhat of an outsider or disconnected from the world around them.


The song closes with a recommendation to follow the doctor's advice and to seize life to its fullest. The character invites someone to travel with them, perhaps to Rome, to pursue a brighter future. Despite being told that they are mad to want, need, and love, the character in the song remains resilient and strong.


Line by Line Meaning

You've got to improve
You need to make things better


Your walk hardly moves
You're not making much progress


Your holy sailors with their harbour smells
The people who support you always have a narrow-minded view


Feed from your broken shells
They don't really help you - they just take advantage of your broken state


So that's how it feels
It's a painful reality to face


It's a cruel God that steals
Life can be unjust and take away the things you cherish


The things you love, the things you hold
The things that are most valuable to you


That are priceless but still sold
Even the most treasured things can be bought or taken away


People say I'm mad to want you
Others think it's irrational for me to desire you


People say I'm mad to need you
Others think it's irrational for me to depend on you


People say I'm mad to love you babe
Others think it's irrational for me to have strong feelings for you


The jobs you cannot hold
You struggle to maintain employment


The stereo that you sold
You've had to sell your possessions to make ends meet


You can't have milk and drink it too
You can't have everything you want at once


Your kitchen never had any food
You've struggled to provide basic necessities for yourself


The clouds lie on their backs
Storms affect everyone


And rain on everyone
No one is immune to hardship


But you always stay dry
You seem to avoid the negative effects that others face


You've got your own private sun
You have a unique way of creating your own happiness


Listen to the doctor�s advice
Take guidance from those who know what they're talking about


Nobody's ever been saved twice
It's rare to be able to avoid multiple crises in life


So pack your bags, your saxophone
It's time to leave and pursue new opportunities


I'm gonna take you to Rome
We're going to have a fresh start together




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Jose Pedragosa

amazing,wonderful among the best of his material,fine,fine!!!!

Andràs V

could listen to this forever

Jose Pedragosa

Other hidden jewel song,more soon sessions,too are very good, enchanted!!!

Alianger

Why isn't this on spotify yet

Adam Cole

It is now. Which is nice.

40mm mm

Cause it’s not

shrew972

fab!

iamme611

great

lord summerisle

We are the chosen few.

roberto c

Love it. Sounds a bit like the Stranglers, the vocal I mean (Hugh Cornwell) A bit punky - I believe it's from 1979. Anyone concur?

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